The Final Choice

4.5K 93 4
                                    

The Final Choice

Posted on March 26, 2013 by thedonkatsu  

—-

“One… two… three…”

She restarted the counter in her head for the umpteenth time that night as her eyes lingered on the dim ceiling.

Her mind was a mess and her heart was in an even worse state.

She tried to keep the memories at bay and the thoughts even further away. But they kept pushing, invading, crushing every image of him she was using to quench them.

Her fingers clenched the hard phone, her fingerprints sticking to its screen as she waited for it to beep. It was strange how she would never cease to anticipate this moment nervously, the moment right before that particular message arrived, no matter how many times she had gone through this regardless of who either of them was dating at the time or what their circumstances were.

But tonight was different and thus her anxiety had escalated more than it normally would.

She inhaled deeply and exhaled without a sound.

“Twenty five… twenty six… twenty seven…”

Twenty seven.

Those numbers triggered that memory – one of an innocent, younger them, on one hot summer day, first year of high school, the 27th of August. The day of her first kiss, their first kiss.

She closed her eyes and swallowed, surrendering just this once as she replayed everything.

===

“Taetae! Miyoung’s here!”

“Coming, Umma!”

She heard the voices as she nervously stood at the doorway to the homey living room.

“Come inside.” The woman smiled kindly at her. “Just make yourself at home.”

“Y-yes, Mrs. Kim.”

She bowed to her then straightened up to see her friend running down the stairs, two steps at a time.

“Hi!”

The smile that greeted her had always been her favorite thing to see.

“Hi,” she replied a bit shyly.

“Did you bring your swimsuit?”

Collection of TaeNy Oneshots (TheDonkatsu Collection)Where stories live. Discover now